our sunrise

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our sunrise

hand shines, sun-silk 
in mine,

halts tapping wrist
of time.

love’s balloon lungs
release loud

scorching tails
of skulking
clouds.

lavish moment, ours
for calm
breathing-

never, ever leaving.

© Anthony Gorman 2018
image: pixabay

 

a grumpy gift: I have a story to tell: Freida — Water for Camels

This is a very vital read.

My name is Freida. I have two children. I tried to put them in foster care because I couldnt protect them. Hell, I couldnt protect myself. This is my story. I learned at a very early age…or let’s just say I was taught…that love meant sex…my grandfather and uncles molested me, beginning at the age […]

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a grumpy gift: Screwed again — Proud Trans lady

What a shitty thing for them to do… please keep in mind that there are millions of people around the world who would be proud to share their charger with you.

Well the other day the owner of the store were I was charging my phone and power pack told me I wasn’t allowed to hang out there any more and do that. So now I have no way to charge my phone and power pack except by the built-in Soler panel on the power pack […]

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current.

I am beyond proud to have my poem, current. featured on the Literati Mafia Writing Collective site. I have bottomless admiration and respect for the talent, resilience, beauty, courage, compassion and strength in each and every writer in this collective. I would strongly encourage you to visit their space if you appreciate human centered writing. These are the kinds of artists that are bringing thoughts of real change to the world. It was a privilege.

The literati mafia

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currentswim,
little thing

you’ll surely
make it

kick those poor
waves

with sleepy
pin legs

flow’s fierce,
just bite it
it

came hard,
shared too little

sad.

let go
now.

land is dry,
hand is melty

we’ll wish
you here,
somehow.
and with the soothing waft of those warming wishes, Mary and her bi-polar twin were, nestled lovingly in the clean grasses of the other side.

© Anthony Gorman 2018

image: pixabay

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interred.

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interred

takes one icy
look

same stiff glare
drags me
back

kicking-

to graveyard
of us.

epitaphs
spitting curse
words-

grass browned where
interred.

rotting flowers
lean the
stones

we two
trapped
alone.

© Anthony Gorman 2018
image: pixabay

The Dance.

I am proud to reblog this sensual, discript, flirtatious, heartfelt exchange from a very creative, rich and romantic mind

Lady Lazarus

Falling for you was an Argentine Tango

Slow at first

Faster then

Sharp lines

Strong in hold

While I danced all over you.

Loving you was like a Viennese Waltz

Gliding around

You had me spinning

But you never let me go.

My passion for you was a Samba

Exotic with a beat

Lots of heat

Longing to give you everything.

Fighting with you was like a Paso

Doble

In hell

Fierce and taking turns of coming at you before backing

Away.

When it was good it was a fast jive

Sharp kicks

Lifting me up

Makin me feel alive.

Losing you was a Rumba

Solo

Everything I could

To beg you not to go.

And I just miss the dance.

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